His cheekbones and jaw were sharply defined, his face looking so tight and firm it seemed like even his facial muscles were strong.
His rugged features were distinctly different from both Captain Sander's gentle, narrow face and Jihl's sharp, severe expression.
...
"Achoo! Haaah-CHOO!"
"Hey! Don't sneeze on the herbs, Vice Captain! If you're gonna sneeze, turn that way!"
"But, y'know, my nose is all itchy and my eyes are burning! It's dusty in here. Isn't there something bad in the air? Let's open a window and get some fresh air in here."
"Ahhhh! Don't open the windows! The wind'll blow all the herbs everywhere! Ugh, the powders—! If you've got a problem, just go outside!"
"I was asked by the Lieutnant, you know. Gotta check up on things, see how he's doing."
"Then at least stop wandering around. Just sit in the corner or something. A big guy like you stomping around is distracting!"
"Yeah, yeah, alright, alright. I get it."
"Ah, watch your step! Ahh, you dropped it!"
